Khun's Pov

"Why are you being suspiciously nice?"

  I could hear a small snort from the other side of the phone. I could make out a few other giggles before hearing a deep breath. I was genuinely concerned though. He was incredibly nice. Why would he care if I wasn't ok with being in the phone?

   "Are you like a test experiment? Have you been kidnapped by an evil organization? .. Are you mental? Please tell me that I don't have a mental partner.." More giggles erupted from the other side of the phone, and it kept egging me on. His laugh.. I don't know. I don't even want to admit it.. But, it was kind of cute..?

   "N-no.. I'm not an experiment, kidnapped nor mental. Your all good. I was just asking if you knew you still my number so we could use it for the project to call or if we needed to meet up."

   I couldn't help but snicker. This guy was so nice, it was weird. He's either incredibly naive or.. I don't know. He was definitely naive. But kind, it was weird.. Huh. Was he an outlier in today's society? Or.. Is he just trying to break down my walls only to destroy me? But, why me? Either way, this boy is weird.

   "Ok, I just wanted to make sure you weren't a experiment, mental, or kidnapped." I sighed, laying down. Now that that's over, how am I going to end the phone call? I'd prefer not to be rude to him since he is being considerate.. Ugh.. He keeps messing with me. I don't know how I feel about it..

   "Well, I got to go. I don't want to keep you on the call. I still got to have dinner." He slightly paused before continuing. "Also, you seem like one of those people that overwork themselves, so take a break for the night. See ya later.." The call ended, my phone still pressed against my ear.

   What? He even cares for my well-being? Jesus christ, who is this boy? If he's pretending, I'm convinced. If not, he's definitely from a different world.

   I took a deep breath before following his orders, slipping my laptop back into my bag. I tossed the wrapper of my sandwich into the garbage bin, placing my bag onto the floor.

   It was currently 6:30, and I definitely wasn't going to sleep anytime soon. I slipped out from underneath my covers, sauntering towards my keyboard that was set up against my wall.

  Back when Mom was still here, I'd play for her and dad a lot. Even sometimes for my siblings. She always urged me to play, she'd show me off to every guest. We had a grand piano placed in the living room area, and she always some how mention how great her son was at playing and get me to play.

   Her smile and pride about me was my motivation, and still is. But with her gone,  father thinks the noise is annoying and threatened to burn my keyboard and all my music. He already moved the grand piano into the basement, as much as he hated it, he couldn't get rid of something that was mom's.

   So I just plug in a pair of headphones and make sure father can't hear it whatsoever. It brings back to many painful memories for him, it's reasonable. The lost of a loved one, it hits hard. .. It can make you do.. Crazy things.

   I slipped down onto my chair, headphones placed on my head, keeping one off of one of my ears. My fingers steadied on the keys. Slowly I began to play a improvised piece, with left hand jumps, repeatedly hitting a few keys, making my own small melody. It was nothing special, nothing crazy, just a small warm up. The small melody ended quickly. I took a little pause before I began to play an actual piece, Breathin'.

   It was originally a song that didn't call for a piano, but I always liked the instrumental version of the song.

   It was a calm and mellow piece, not requiring much speed or skill, but more emotion. I gently pressed each key with grace, enveloping myself into the piece. Soft hums erupted from my mouth as I played. I was hitting every key needed until I heard a loud knock at my door.

   Shit. Shit shitty shit shit. No, dad couldn't have heard, right? He wouldn't have noticed. Fuck. ..But he may have. I rushed to slip off my headphones, scrambling to the door. I tried to straighten myself up before opening the door, preparing myself for a slap. But.. It never came..?

   I opened my eyes, adjusting to the light in the hallway. And stood before me.. Was a woman. She had long messy blonde hair that was tied up in a messy bun. She had large chestnut saucers for eyes, staring at me. Hickeys and bite marks ran across her neck, trailing downwards. And all she wore was one of my father's button ups. Great. Another girl tricked by my father's charm.

   "Sorry Ma'am I'm guessing this is the wrong room. How can I help you?" She looked fairly innocent if it wasn't for the bite marks.. I hope she was taken advantage of.. Or raped. I shuddered at the fact that I would even think that of my own father. But he could have easily bribed her or charmed her, then pin her down.

   I slightly bit on my bottom lip, disregarding all of the things he could've or did do to this woman. "S-sorry.. I was, umm.. Looking for the bathroom..?" I nodded, heading towards my closet. I shuffled through all my clothes, eventually grabbing a pair of pajama pants. I shuffled back towards her, graciously handing her the pants.

   "I'm sorry for the inconvenience.. Take these. The bathroom is the next two doors down." I pointed towards the bathroom door. She nodded, slightly bowing. "Uhh.. Thank you.." She trailed off, looking towards the bathroom door. She was all spacey.. I was going to close the door, but something felt slightly off, and my thoughts were going haywire.

   "Miss, is there something wrong? Did you need anything else?" I questioned. As much as I hate my father and formalities, I was usually polite towards the woman he charmed. Well if I ever met them. And with as many as he has had, I've ran into a few women.

   I just can't see why they would get in bed with him, but I am his son, so the thought just weirds me out. But then again, I can't help but associate negative thoughts with him. But since it is him, I try to help woman who are all spacey or weird when I can. I can't help but think he forces them..

   "I- .. Um.." She began to figit with her fingers. Ugh.. I don't have all day.. And if dad catches me talking with one of his girls.. It will go down hill.

   Ugh. First time for everything. I gently slipped my hand into her shoulder, guiding her to my bed. Once she was placed down onto my mattress, I slowly closed the door, shifting my piano stool to face her. I quickly sat down, looking directly at her. Now to interrogate.

   "Miss, what's wrong..?" I spoke in a soft voice, just above a whisper. Sure I'm being nice, but if I'm going to get her to talk, I have to make sure she's comfortable. I always have a reason to be nice. Unlike Bam.. But whatever! He's besides the point.

   She slightly picked up her gaze, just barely creating eye contact. "Does Mr. Khun, does he have sex with.. A lot of girls..?" I almost scoffed at the question. Of course, he has sex all day every day. "My father has sex with other woman a plenty, so what's upsetting you?"

   She shuffled her feet, picking at her fingers. "He just, seems sad. And angry. He's an upset person. He's a little pushy, kind of depressed, and almost violent in a way. I just didn't know why. I-"

   "His wife died. She died three years ago. He, never really got over it. Well I really haven't either, so I'm not one to judge. But that's why he changed.. That's why he's different. " She nodded, her eyes slightly glossing over, examining something behind me. Huh..?

   I shifted in my seat to only see my keyboard behind me before the lady's broken voice erupted from behind me, "D-do y-you play.. p-piano?" I turned back to her shrugging. "A little.."

   She nodded before standing, gripping to the pajama pants as if it was her lifeline. I bowed her head, "Thank you for informing me.. I'm sorry for barging in without permission. That was rude of me."

   You really were just looking for the bathroom. And I did invite you in. But I didn't argue, shrugging her off before leading her out of my room. The door closed with a soft thud, a sigh escaping my lips.

   Just another day in paradise.

|Sorry for not posting. I lost power last tuesday, so I couldn't post. Sorry for the dilemma, I hope you enjoyed the chapter!|